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I had planned to cycle down to Save the Children for my stint this morning but the heavens opened up as I was leaving, so Mr P had to give me a lift! These dinosaur donations were almost as tall as Janet, my chum and fellow volunteer.
Off to the chiropodist after my shift and then I met Mr P for local food and plant shopping, a visit to Castle Warehouse and lunch in the Cross Keys (under new management). Back home to hoover the car (was filthy) and to plant foxgloves. Mr P cooked his beef stew (boeuf en daube) for an evening we’re hosting on Friday. Apparently it tastes better if cooked a couple of days before.